You Are My Rare Passion

"If you get it, you have to die. Smallpox is extinct now! As long as you live, there is still hope! I read the medical skills left by my grandfather. The knowledge in it is very powerful. When I read the book thoroughly in the future, maybe I will be able to Heal Dad's leg."

"You child..." Xia Hengzhi couldn't help showing a smile on the face coaxed by her: "Since reading your grandfather's book, you have been talking in a very eloquent manner, and you don't look like a child."

"Then Dad, you will treat me as an adult!" Xia Xiaoman straightened her waist proudly: "Dad, from now on I will be the pillar of our family, I will be filial to you and mother, take care of elder brother and younger brother, and promise to let you all live a good life." day!"

  People's emotions will infect those around them.

  If there is one person in the family who looks sad and sighs every day, other members of the family will also feel depressed.

  Conversely, if there is someone in the family, like a little sun, who keeps glowing and glowing, and smiles often, the family members will feel warm and bright in their hearts, as if the future life is full of hope.

  Looking at Xia Xiaoman's smiling eyes and delicate and pretty face, the smile on Xia Hengzhi's face became more real.

  He stretched out his hand and patted Xia Xiaoman's hand: "Xiaoman, Dad must have done a lot of good things in his previous life, and it is only in this life that he cultivated such a good girl as you."

Xia Xiaoman looked at him, smiling with crooked eyebrows, and said the truth from the bottom of his heart: "Dad, you are wrong, I did a lot of good things in my previous life, and it is only in this life that I have cultivated such a good relationship between you and my mother." Parents!"

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night.

  After dinner, Xia Xiaoman squatted in the yard, tinkering with the wheelchair with Grandpa Xia.

  The wheelchair is said to have been created by Zhuge Liang.

   There must be something for sale in this world, but their family definitely can't afford it.

  Xia Xiaoman found out how to make a wheelchair from the book left by her grandfather, and begged her grandfather to make one for her father.

  Wooden wheelchairs are definitely not as good as electric wheelchairs in her world, but they are better than nothing.

  With a wheelchair, she can push her dad out to get some air.

   Otherwise, her dad can only be bored at home every day, and even good people can get sick from boredom.

  Her grandfather is a good father who loves his children. Although he is taciturn, he loves every child.

  She showed the wheelchair in the book to her grandfather, begged him for a few words, and her grandfather readily agreed.

  After dinner every night, the grandpa and grandson were tinkering with wheelchairs in the yard.

  Xia Xiaoman has been wearing it for more than a month, and the wheelchair has been made for more than 20 days, and it has begun to take shape. Just put the wheels on and it will be ready.

  Thanks to her grandfather being the most capable carpenter in ten miles and eight villages, with ingenuity, otherwise she would not be able to make a wheelchair for her father with just a book.

  Xia Xiaoman held the book, and chattered in Grandpa Xia's ear, constantly making comments.

  Grandpa Xia sometimes listens, sometimes doesn’t listen, works hard and rarely speaks.

  Xia Xiaoman begged him to buy a wheelchair for his third son, and he was willing from the bottom of his heart.

  His family has two courtyards, one at the front, and twelve large houses, which were all built with the allowance his third son earned as a soldier.

  When his third son was in the army, he sent money home every month. The whole family was not separated, and the property was distributed between him and his wife.

  Old people think that repairing houses and buying land is the most important thing.

  Nowadays, the land is owned by the public and sales are not allowed, so he made the decision and built twelve large houses for the whole family to live in.

  Relying on the allowance of his third son as a soldier, he built the most magnificent and brightest twelve-room brick and tile house in the whole village, and everyone in the village envied him.